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“I can teach him,” Gabe piped up immediately, then grinned at me. “Wanna come sit between me and Biff, sweetheart?”
“Oh.” I laughed nervously. “I, um—”
“We’re not staying,” Holt interrupted tersely. “Just wanted to introduce you all. Where’s Corey? And Susan and Kit?”
I knew Susan was the Silent Scream—the banshee—but I didn’t know who Kit was.
“Corey’s meditating. Susan’s in her dressing room on the phone to her boyfriend.” Val rolled her eyes. “She’s been moping all day, complaining about missing him, because he’s staying overnight somewhere to shoot a porno.”
I absorbed that piece of information in mildly horny shock. The banshee’s boyfriend was a porn star? Monster porn was a thing? How did I find it online? Would Holt want to watch it with me?
“And Kit’s up there,” Val added, pointing at the ceiling.
I followed the direction of her finger and jolted in shock when I saw a dark figure sitting on a big, exposed pipe high above our heads. Two long legs ending in big tarsal claws were dangling down, and a huge pair of soft-looking black wings were tucked tight behind their head, keeping their body in shadow. Big red eyes blinked down at me as a pale hand lifted and gave me a little wave.
I hesitantly waved back as Holt leaned in and murmured, “That’s Night Light. They’re a mothperson.”
Oh my god, an actual mothperson. I’d read about the Mothman in West Virginia—the cryptid who was regarded as a dark omen seen before disasters, or perhaps one trying to warn residents of looming disaster to keep them safe. I’d been fascinated as a kid, finding the idea of it wondrous. A mythical creature who was half-man, half-moth—who soared majestically through the air in the dead of night. So alluring. So mysterious.
“Yo,” Kit called down from the ceiling. “How’s it goin’? Nice tie.”
“That is a nice tie,” Holt murmured, smoothing his hand down it and giving it a gentle tug. “I can’t wait to take it off you.”
“Can we watch?” Gabe asked huskily, his nipples already stiff and perky as Biff’s thick fingers played with his piercing again.
Before Holt could answer, a familiar clipped voice boomed out as the door swung open behind us.
“What’s going on?” Corey asked imperiously, then stopped as we turned. Cora was tucked against his giant chest, trying to gnaw on a pale pink nipple tassel under his silky robe.
Did he always wear the tassels?
“This is Taylor. The human,” Blood Suckapunch rasped, a smirk in his voice.
Corey sniffed and lifted his chin. “Taylor and I are already acquainted, thank you. Wait, you’re actually a human? So you’re not one of Holt’s…”
“Um, no.” I smiled sheepishly at him.
“Oh. Oh, I see.” He beamed at me, the jewels embedded in his tusks gleaming. “Well isn’t that precious.”
Holt huffed and started trying to lead me away from the gaggle of horny wrestlers—horny for me, for some unfathomable reason—toward the training ring in the centre of the long room. “Well, we’re going to—”
“While you’re here, Holt,” Corey drawled, following us as the other wrestlers all returned to the couch. “I’d like to make a few suggestions before you draw up the matches for this week.”
Holt let out a tiny sigh, so I was guessing this was a regular occurrence. “Corey, I’m not—”
“I just think the audience would absolutely adore seeing me take on Biff and Gabe in a cage match. We haven’t had a cage match in so long. And you know they love seeing me fight two at the same time.”
“Cage matches suck, dude,” Kit piped up from above us. “My wing dust gets all over the place. And I can’t get high enough for my signature move.”
“Thank you, Kit, but I wasn’t speaking to you.” Corey glared up at them, then tossed back his long braid. “You’d just have to sit out of this week’s show.”
“That’s so not fair,” Kit protested.
“Corey, you know cage matches are way more complicated to organise.” Holt rolled his eyes. “They take longer to rehearse for. I can’t just—”
“If everyone acts professional and doesn’t mess around during rehearsals, they’ll be fine.” Corey waved a hand dismissively.
“No,” Holt said firmly. “You all need at least two weeks to practise for cage matches. I’ll consider it in a few weeks.”
